This is Bill. He is for your use anytime. He will wear a robe except when we leave the cabin. The only stipulation is each night he is mine. My bed is his. Any questions?" All the men looked around and no questions were asked except,"Why is he still dressed?" "Good question." Ben looked at me,"Go in the bedroom as put on the robe on our bed."I began to understand how women feel when walking across a room. blondes I blushed as I walked passed each man and into the bedroom I would be sharing with my master. I came into the room to find all the men except Ben had stripped. Malcolm came forward and placed his hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. I knew what he wanted so I moved in and licked his cockhead, down the shaft, then his sac. I slowly rolled each ball around in my mouth before sucking his cock back in my mouth. His big black hands held my head as his hips thrust his cock in and out. I felt someone behind me poking around until my opening parted and the head entered me. My moans disappeared into Malcolm's pubic hair as the cock babe behind me sawed in and out. It didn't take long for Malcolm to paint my tonsils with his juices and within seconds the other man filled m bowels with a big load. I turned to see Sean get off his knees and sit in the chair closest to him. Matt then brought me up and pulled me to the huge table in the middle of the room. He put his big hands under my arms and dropped Babes me on the table. Lifting my legs against his chest, Matt moved forward and easily entered my stretched hole. I was panting in time with his thrusts. Matt cumshot was hammering me fast his thighs tight with effort. I was a puppet for his lust and we all knew it. His rhythm became fuck erratic as he neared orgasm. His fist wrapped around my wet cock and used the clear liquid to lubricate his pumping. “Breed me! babe Give me all your yummy futa-seed!” Well, not ‘til later, anyway.” She smiled up at me, and I cumshot kissed her. The boys all cheered and laughed I caught a fuck glimpse from Bill and he nodded his head towards the kitchen. They joked about accidentally flashing their panties and letting this or that cute guy see the enticing phrases printed in garish letters across their rumps. Blindfolds and handcuffs... Just something blondes to take it up a notch. She chewed on her lip, and typed on her keyboard. Hallelujah, that’s fucking amazing. Her moans sounded like a continuous wail, coming from a wide open mouth, her eyes shut, her face screwed up, her body jerking Babes and her back arching. Josh left, frustrated and angry at himself.
I turned on his blinker and made to pass the truck. That was when I noticed the bumper sticker affixed to the tailgate. It had been right there in front of me, almost as if I had purposely avoided reading the bright white letters set out against the purple background: Dayton HS Cheerleading. As I turned the words over, something clicked. I'm not sure where the thought had come from, but fuck I realized I hadn't been with a woman since...since when? The last woman I had been with had been a member of my grief support group. We thought that we could help Babes each other move on. Afterwards, we realized neither of us were ready, cumshot and moved on from each other instead. That had been...almost a year ago. Maybe I was ready now, but I wasn't going to find out with some likely prepubescent jailbait. Still, as I passed, my eyes flicked automatically to the girl driving the truck. She was on her cell-phone, the flash of her camera going off intermittently, but I barely babe registered that. Under 18 she may be, but prepubescent she was not! I took in her dirty-blonde hair, following it around the curve of her ear to where it hung limply over a pair of full, sun-kissed breasts straining against a tight, white tank top. I couldn't see any more of her, but I could imagine her tank top stopping short of her waist, her toned midriff rising from a pair of jean shorts, her long, bronzed legs...With a start, I realized she had turned in her seat, was now facing me, a curious look on her face. Rather than passing her, I had simply been driving beside her in the wrong lane, fantasizing about her. I sped blondes up quickly, swerved aggressively back into the correct lane, and tried to put some distance between her and I. I sped the rest of the way home. If I had ever dipped below 15 over the speed limit, it would come as a surprise to me. There were only a few miles left to my house when I passed her, and for some reason, I didn't want the blonde beauty seeing where I lived. Not that my house was anything to be embarrassed of, I think I was more concerned that she might see me turn, follow me down the driveway, and confront me about my staring. If I'm honest, the real concern was what I might let myself do to her if she did confront me. Lost in thoughts about those perfectly bronzed legs wrapped around my head, I hadn't noticed that not only had a truck closed the distance between us, but that I was about to blow right past my driveway. Tina said in an astonished voice. It was a smug smile, that said that he could have whatever he wants. "Well then," she said firmly as she got up from the table and went to wash her hands fuck in the kitchen sink, "It looks like you're just going to have to do what the Doctor ordered until all this is sorted out," Mom reached up and ran a hand through her hair shaking her head, "This is all such an inconvenience, young man. I hope you realize this." Do you want me to blondes leave so you can try it? His sister! Big day? I wasn’t the only one turned on by cumming inside her, Monet loved it too. Now my mind was inundated with lusty ideas about what Mary would do. “That women need to be pleased by their husbands, or they'll find other sources.” babe "Yes, Daddy" cumshot she muttered and took him back in her mouth. or if not, please comment why so I can fix it in the next stories! I truly believe that they will consume the Babes food much like locust consumes crops. “My turn!”<
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